Poetry & Works by Kaffi & Kaffy

In life one can only see light only when darkness is present: you can only say you are truly happy when you have experienced sorrow, loss or failure Within these parameters lie the coffins an tombs that we dwell in; tombs of debts],coffins of addictions],tombs of failure],coffins of loss],but with every challenge comes an exit to the problems no matter how small the window of opportunity and this are what I refer to as the power of resurrection, 1) Resurrection by love The world is no longer   warm nor oozing with the love that was abundant for everyone and the little there is],either is for sale],for slavery or we are blind to see it],however our families(parents)poses a power so strong that with their love we can change circumstance and overcome trials It’s not a shameful thing to ask for help from our parents or family but humble 2) Gods love Over time we as individuals lose track of the blessings and love has accorded as over time and by so doing we have ended up into tombs and co

she gave me morning glory, Oh what a story, held her close to me folding her in, our breathing and heaving arouse some unexplained feelings touching and kissing, In bed we teased- nude till goosebumps seized with a push and a squeeze we continued to please and never thought of what was and is, I felt funny as I chewed her fanny and when day break come she had given me morning glory better than My lover ©Mwangi Njoroge

As every day goes on He is always around Watching our every step, Ready for us To make a mistake, For every action Has a reaction He travels with the wind, Carrying out Lucifer’s bidding, With a soft breeze He kills in the viscous Of ways, He is the grim reaper Always eager, Looking for the next soul To drug into his dark hole Everywhere you look, There are signs of death, There are routes To final destinations and sadly so, we often choose them, Most of us Have only survived By sheer luck, We are already soul mates in hell ©Mwangi Njoroge

When am quiet Calmly thinking Slowly lamenting I feel you I hear you I remember your words I relive the hurt Though I no longer cry I feel wasted On your masqueraded Past feelings But I have found a way To put to rest All my past regrets I read the bible And found an answer I met a friend And am happy now All I pray for Is that you leave My ymemmory Am ready to move on Am strong to brace the cold Till I can stand again In sunshine], in rain On my self-will On my pride On my own ©Mwangi Njoroge

Winds of time watching over me Passing by with a single breeze Evening falls upon my eyes Starring on as time pass by Stolen kisses still linger here Upon my lips and falling tears Stolen moments in the nights Passing pictures in my mind Memories fading, slowly, going quickly every day Time is passing by so fast I haven’t a moment to lose on the past Every day is precious to me, for time won’t stop Not now, nor ever will for you and me But still the winds keep blowing by And time lost patience on me ©Mwangi Njoroge

In the silence of the night, I feel your touch, I feel your presence, An abundance in joy Overwhelms my heart, I recall before you left, The secrets we shared, The experiences we exchanged In the silence of the night, I feel your kiss, I feel like you never left me, I remember your sarcasim and your heartfelt laughter; for now you are gone, Keep yourself safe and remember to be strong We will be laughing together All over again. ©Mwangi Njoroge

The worst thing that can ever happen to anyone is to learn by his or her mistakes.Unfortunately for me,I have learnt the hard way.(PS:Hard way is not metaphorical in this context) This is where the three contexts fall into place. 1)you are appreciated by afew and hated by many:friends are of different calibre,there are those few who are happy when you progress in life especially financially where there are those many who are happy to see you stagnant in one place in life or not grow at all,they are at peace when you are below their social class or just there struggling in life. 2)We grew in a society that constantly reminded us that East or West home is best but over time we just took this proverb for granted but an year ago I learnt the truth behind that statement.In 2009 my ex walked out of my life claiming that she wants someone financially mature,being the love in my life at that time,I quit varsity to find a job with my incomplete diploma,after a week she had already left

Last week i decided to take some time out from blogging,tweeting,facebooking and most importantly writting poems but truth be told,I couldnt stay away from poetry (performing or writting).on 22nd jan 2010 i.e.last saturday,I was part of the performing act at Hisia Zangu Poetry Bonfire edition.The event was Titanic,i was humbled by the immense talent showcased that night,from Cedrics social political piece to El Poets love piece,street poetry by Murathe and Vintage poem by the Traveller,there were sensual poems by Alma and thrilling poems by Julz,Cathrine Brogan gave us an Irish poem as Kaffy presented his reckon poem,Orato told us why we may witness post election violence again as Namatsi stayed in tune with needless pain,Wamathai figuratively showcased his love piece and the night flocked with inspiration.Every person who stood on that stage gave me a reason as to why I should stay true to the Art,and this morning i have found out why I cant see my reflection in the mirror.I have seen

I have quit so many things in this life,all in the prospects of being a better person but the more I change the more I loose myself,I am nolonger happy nolonger am I genuine,am always aggitated by minute of idiocracy's yet I continue to try to change.I have quit so much that I nolonger have me.So tonight am making a choice,whether to continue with this trend or go back to the old me.

working so hard leaves you deprived of your natural strength and at times leaves you disoriented and unfocussed as I am now,so,am taking a breather,away from poetry,away from writting,away from blogging,away from tweeting and facebooking,however this is not a wrll thoght through desescion so I may pop back as early as today but till am things get back to normal,i will be learning to breathe slow.chao my friends

It’s being confirmed, the more time you allocate to cater for the thought of what your neighbor will think about you the more stronger the pull of gravity towards failure, low-self esteem and incomplete queue of agendas in your life. I have broken life down to this simple A, B, C,’s. 1) Know what you NEED, (not want) in life. 2) know how to get it (whether dirty fight or clean fight) 3) Know what to do with it (least you are an aimless soul. It’s this simple yet this complex,calculate,strategise,execute,be patient then reap what you saw.

Wewe ni nguzo yangu wewe kimbilio langu Mwanga wangu Baba yangu Nikikimbia nimkimbilie nani nikikilia nimlilie nani nikianguka nani aniamshaye nikilala nani anilindaye Nishikilie niongoze mbali na waovu Baba eh Nionyeshe njia zako nami nitazifuata milele Gongo lako na fimbo yako vya nifariji Baba eh waanda meza mbele yangu machoni pa watesi wangu Nishikilie.... © Kambua

There is where I have being, There is where I have lost, There is where I have failed, There is where my skies turned grey, There is where hope died, There is where I thought it would be okay, There is where I fell even greater, There is where my heart bled out, There is where piece seized to be. -while- Here is where I found hope, Here is where I found peace’ Here is where my tears went dry’ Here is where dawn come, Here is where the sun shone in my life, Here is where I begun to love, Here is where I met you, Here is where I fell in love with you, Here is where I want to be. -with you- ©Mwangi Njoroge.

Another night I lose my sleep, To the dreams of my daughter Flashes of her in the hospital And the day before We learnt her illness Had reached critical, Everything seemed to go okay, The drugs, the medication All was bearable yesterday. We were together Chatting about her birthday Assuring her She will have gotten well By the time that day come Then as we spoke Her eyes shut And never opened I thought she was asleep I thought my optisim had given her hope till that loud beeping sound and nurses running up and down Made me aware of the painful truth. My daughter had passed away Taken away from me in That fraction I had found joy. Now am haunted by ghosts Of that day she begun coughing And I told her she is not keeping warm enough, Ghosts of that day I opted For over the counter drugs To taking her to the hospital. I regret my decisions But no regret has brought her back, Every day I survive a cruel world Hurting from the loss of my daughter Hurting from the loss of life Now am here c

Am in love with my twin, Am in love with myself, I love the way we are like, Love the way we behave, I love her smile Love every curve on her body, I love her giggle Love the way she holds me, I love the way I can’t lie Nor hide anything from her I love her randomness Her ray ray dumbness I love how we are entwined How we sit and not talk But feel like we had the best Conversation ever, I love when she gets mad Cause I know how to make her smile I love the way we love each other How we torture and cry together I love when we get up-close And she slaps me laughing I love my twin Love her despite our family differences I love my twin, Love our sweet secrets, She leaves me wondering, Leave me guessing, Why are we too alike? Why are we too similar? Or is that am really in love with her? ©Mwangi Njoroge.

I have to breath slow, Take time and And let you go, These fights have left me Weak and feeling old Only my pillow Understands my sorrow My heart afraid of tomorrow I have to, I have to let you go Let me breathe Let me feel free I want out I want a new life A sense of independence Away from your embrace Away from your suffocating love Let me breathe slow Let me stay, Keep myself loved all day Learn to change the storms Learn to keep myself warm, I have to breathe slowly, I have to let you go, Stop trying to make it work Stop lying I will love you for ever And accept we can’t be together. This my break up note This is my heart going cold. This is goodbye From a fed up soul. ©Mwangi Njoroge

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhyming and stepwritin the next cypher Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can't get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of life for my family Cause man, these goddam food stamps don't buy diapers And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder Trying to feed and water my seed, plus Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama's screaming on and Too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotony Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfuc

Everyday am marveled By this entity, Complex in nature Yet simple and intelligent They are unique specie That you can never fully understand. They give life to this world, Nature it even long After they are gone, They know how to love, How to care unbound But with every merit A demerit lacks in the shadows. Before they mature And devote their love Theirs is that Age in life Where they make Or break the male specie With their soothing Warm, vibrant love Most young lads Give away that love To end up with shuttered dreams Still they can love you Make you feel true Turn those grey skies blue Be with you all the way through But their constant shift in emotions Shift in attitudes And moods .one can never be too sure Whether it’s you or her fault I adore their ability to hide tears In their smiles Their hurt In that silent goodbye Not to mention Their ability to get through a week Every month With their Member of Parliament campaigning. The female entity Designed special and unique. The fema

Pretend to care And will gladly fall In you snare, Pretend to love me And will be yours Willingly and dearly Pretend to bother And I will always Find ways to be closer, Tell me am pretty Tell me am beautiful And Save me From an early funeral, Am in need of change, In need of a smile, And only you can make it Worth the pain, I will trend all miles To change my skies, I will submit to you To make it worth Your while Just love me For this minute, And I will gladly let go Calmly and in peace. ©Mwangi Njoroge.

In my life, I have found one fault in the world, A sad wailing sound From the arrogance of our nature, I have stepped back, searched and found That we continue to wound Those we dearly hold in our hearts Every day we are blessed Being with our loved ones Is a beautiful curse Yet somehow We hide in the dark Lie and cheat on our better half, If that’s not enough, We replace love with utter scum Am at a loss of words With the depth of hurt, Am dawned with pity To those who take love for granted. Am not running back to you, Am not going to learn to take pain for love Am walking away Knowing I loved you But got pain in return I may not be okay now But will leave today To make it tomorrow Where the future will be different From your hurt Different from your lies. ©Mwangi Njoroge.

I met an old friend, Smiled back at her nostalgic smile, Smiled at our past encounters, “Queen of the serpents” She was known as The lady with the steel cold will. We exchanged pleasantries, Learnt a few bout our currents In her words I took advice, She said,” dear friend, If you could touch the horizon You are near your journeys end” Like holy matrimony And laws in a vacuum She said “life is fight, whether dirty or clean It’s a fight at the end of the day” Marriage and mistrust Is as similar as Love and intimate surprises. So today I parted ways Wiser in my socks Brighter in my thoughts Lif has a way of paying its due And that’s why I know Tomorrow will not be as tough As today was, So today I parted ways With a lady with a larger crown Than respect and royal pride. ©Mwangi Njoroge.

only yesterday I was wrapped away safe in your arms. The warmth from your chest As I lay on your pecks Reassured me of the love We dearly shared. As you took a breath I remember feeling the shiver of a sad reality, of the pain to come when we had to part ways and say that painful good bye. I felt it in your grip around me the fear of life taking away a life. today I stand here alone, staring at the horizon I feel all so lost, everything is unfamiliar and the pain within not bearable, I want to come where you are where sea and earth are one where I am loved, where you and me are one. a smile crosses my face but tears avalanche my heart, Am happy that I spent yester night in your arms and it’s in that memory that I find hope of being again with you my tears will dry for today but in the cold nights and lonely rainfalls, they will be here to keep me warm with your memories they will be here to remind me of you, My love. Good, bye for today. ©Mwangi Njoroge.

With every goodbye, a smile is covered, with every goodbye a memory is created and with this goodbye I accept you are gone and with a smile on my face I will patiently wait and with a heartbreak tucked within I will eagerly wait…till another day my twin, till another day my love….goodbye for now

ever since my parents passed away, I have survived under faith, praying every day, reading the bible and following your ways. but dear God, my problems never fade away. I am glad to have a roof over my head and somewhere to rest my head but at what cost God? every night my Uncle collects his rent and in the morning my aunt is there to beat the little left of me, I have become their all-round slave every day I endure their torture, abuse and inhumanity, dear God, am barely 14 and have nothing to smile about every day I relieve this silent anguish, am drained out God, drained of hope, drained of peace, drained of tomorrow, I smile to hide the cold truth, I smile to hide the abyss of sorrow. Every day I wake up to find things the same and today, he came again my legs still hurt, my groin bleeds yet I have to wake up early and prepare breakfast for his family. Dear God, today is the last day of the year and I beg you give me a pitiful ear I pray you end my tribulations pray you wipe my t

give me something to believe in and I will make 2011 an year of positive difference.